CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

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"Who are you?"

"Hera Potter?"

Hera gripped her case tighter and glared at the two strangers standing in her room.

"I asked a question and I demand to have an answer. Say your names" she exclaimed. The two men glance at each other before taking a stick hidden from their sleeves.

Wait...

Those are...!


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How many months has it been since she was taken from her dorm room?


Three? Six? A year?


It happened all so quickly that Hera only understood what just happened after she was taken away and face the man that killed her Parents.


Voldemort.


Sitting at the Center in a long Table, with his pale skin, slightly green color like the color of a snake, Red eyes, and his nose was flat with slits like a viper. He was surrounded by his people, a familiar man in his right and a very deranged looking woman on his left, and the rest sat and filled the rest of the seats. A huge snake was coiling on top of the table, hissing and staring straight at her.


This is not a man, he was a monster.


Hera, who was pushed to the ground glared at the monster with gusto.


"Hera Potter. Welcome" He said with his hoarse voice and Hera can hear a slight hiss at the very end of his word.


"Thank you Rodolphus, Rabastan. For escorting our dear guest tonight" He added. Hera scoff and stood from the ground. Casually brushing the dust on her skirt, she was still wearing her uniform.


"Dear guest? How hypocrite of you to say that after your men trespassed my room and took me without notice" Hera said with her words filled with thick sarcasm.


"Watch your tone, you filthy little girl!-"


"I will watch my tone the way I want, woman. You are not the boss of me" Hera hissed at the crazy looking woman who gritted her teeth and before the woman beside her could stop her, she stood and point her stick on Hera.


"Crucio!"


Hera's body moved before she could comprehend what had occured. Everyone in the room was flabbergast at the scene. No one had ever evaded a crucio or even heard of some evaded it, especially a squib.

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